Like Pakunoda, in the future, she was able to develop a Nen ability that allows her to gain access to other people's memories by asking specific questions.
But to truly integrate the essence contained within those memories into oneself, time was still needed to digest everything.
And the Heavens Arena was the perfect place for that.
Not only were Uvogin and Feitan excellent sparring partners... But also...
"It has a pretty decent living environment, too."
Luke took the elevator up to the 100th floor, then went straight to Feitan's room and pushed open the door.
Inside, Uvogin and Nobunaga were locked in an intense arm-wrestling match.
Phinks sat alone in a corner, muttering to himself about something.
"Is this the room on the 100th floor?"
Luke took a quick look around and nodded slightly.
Compared to the accommodations over ten years later, it hadn't been renovated yet, but for this time period, it was already quite luxurious.
Feitan, who was reading in the room, heard the noise and glanced up.
Seeing it was Luke, he temporarily put away the short knife hidden in his sleeve.
It was a fruit knife he had taken from the room.
Feitan felt that this weapon was more suitable for him. He had already planned to craft himself a suitable weapon before reaching the 200th floor.
Then once he reached the 200th floor, he could have some fun with those so-called Nen users!
"You're back, Luke."
Crack!
Uvogin slammed Nobunaga's hand down and let out a triumphant roar before glancing over at Luke.
Nobunaga shot him a disgusted look while rubbing his sore wrist as he moved aside.
Phinks, in the corner, looked up, revealing bloodshot eyes.
Feitan closed the book in his hands and casually set it aside.
The title on the cover was The Rubber Doll, featuring disturbing surgery and mutilation.
The same author, Trevor Brown, who later wrote Feitan's favorite novel.
Reading broadened one's mind and gave a better understanding of the world, at least, that was Feitan's belief, even if what he read was novels like this...
Uvogin, on the other hand, didn't care much for such things.
"The fighter here doesn't seem that impressive."
Uvogin sank carelessly into the sofa, enjoying its softness.
"It was easy enough to reach the 100th floor. I thought it'd be tougher."
"Guess I can only hope those so-called Nen users above the 200th floor aren't as boring as now."
Having easily won the battle, Uvogin, who had just begun his journey into the outside world, was feeling incredibly confident.
"It seems you're all in pretty good shape, too."
Luke glanced at them casually. "Yeah, we're all fine..."
Uvogin nodded: "Except him."
He pointed at Phinks.
Swish!
The vein on Phinks' forehead bulged again, and his bloodshot eyes glared at him.
He gritted his teeth, as if he were about to tear off a chunk of flesh.
Of course, this wasn't directed at Uvogin…
"I won't lose next time!"
Phinks gritted his teeth while uttering these words bitterly.
Feitan and Uvogin had both successfully defeated their opponents and ascended to the hundredth floor.
Not only would they now face higher-ranking opponents, but they also enjoyed the privileges of a victor.
The luxurious rooms specially prepared for them truly infuriated Phinks, the only one who didn't make the cut.
All three had signed up for matches, but in the end, he was the only one who had fallen behind.
To him, it was nothing short of humiliating!
"It's okay. Losing once is normal."
Nobunaga, who didn't participate in the competition, was quite open-minded.
"We're not the only ones in this world who know Nen."
"There must be others who are even more powerful."
"We were drawn here by the Heavens Arena's reputation, so others would be as well."
He casually comforted Phinks: "You should be glad you lost in the early matches. Otherwise, if you'd made it up to the 100th floor and then lost…"
"Your private room would've been taken away. That would've been far more humiliating."
Fighters who come to the Heavens Arena will have their own private room after reaching the 100th floor.
But if they lose the battle and fall below the 100th floor, their room will be taken away.
"Of course I know!"
Phinks gritted his teeth. "From now on, I won't lose a single match!"
"Not so sure about that..."
Uvogin interjected. "If you run into me then, I'll definitely knock you down."
"Heh, who knows who'll fall first!"
The two resumed their usual rivalry.
"That's enough."
Luke saw this and waved his hand, interrupting them.
"In your case, you've only got an edge because you know Nen while others don't."
"If you were to fight a truly powerful Nen user, I'm afraid your chances of winning would be pitifully low."
Seeing the obvious dissatisfaction on Uvogin's face, Luke waved his hand and continued: "Take Wing, the one who fought Phinks earlier. He's the perfect example."
"If I'm not mistaken, he's studying under the Shingen-ryu school, the most widely spread school in the world, and considered the best and most authentic school for Nen users."
"Shingen-ryu school?"
Feitan and Nobunaga both repeated the name.
Phinks also regained his composure and looked towards Luke.
The dissatisfaction on Uvogin's face immediately faded, replaced by a serious expression.
The knowledge and content Luke shared with them were exclusive to Nen users.
It was something even ordinary people couldn't grasp, let alone those born in Meteor City.
Knowledge was power, and even Uvogin was willing to listen carefully.
"The Shingen-ryu school is currently the most widely practiced school for training Nen in the world."
"The world's most famous and powerful Nen users all come from this school."
"In fact..."
Luke paused, then offered the most compelling evidence: "The Chairman of the Hunter Association, known as the strongest Nen user in the world, Isaac Netero, is a representative figure of the Shingen-ryu school."
"Furthermore, he himself is the founder of this martial arts school."
The Shingen-ryu school is the dominant martial arts school in the world of Hunter x Hunter.
Its influence has been described as a mountain weighing down on all of the martial arts schools.